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Her eyes are bright

That makes sun rise

Her smile so soothes

And laugh likewise

Her cat-like gait

And curves which please

Both a story tell

Of the queen she is

Nightly dream I lots

Of moments with just her

On an isle of singing bird

And blooming flower

My lovelorn song stands true

Bitter and not far sought

As ugly and as real

That me she loves not

It is both sad and beautiful.

And true too (poor me).

Interesting...Polycarp you have a way with words.

Thanks Paula, kind of like your quote (he he he). Its an undeniable fact.